Old Mrs. Song is reborn; get out of here, you scumbag husband and illegitimate child!

In the dead of night, the hospital corridor was dimly lit, and the nurse on duty was dozing off at her desk.

The ward door was gently pushed open a crack, and He Xiuxiu slipped in like a ghost.

She was holding an enamel basin, and the liquid inside swayed gently with her movements.

The Li family of three were fast asleep, their snores rising and falling.

He Xiuxiu walked to the bedside and, by the moonlight streaming through the window, saw the faces of the family clearly. Without any hesitation, she suddenly raised the basin in her hand.

A basin of ice-cold urine, collected all day, was poured over Li's father and mother.

Incidentally, it splashed all over Li Guobin's face, who was lying next to Li's father.

"What is that?" Li's mother screamed as she woke up, even choking on the two mouthfuls of nauseating stench that instantly filled the air.

Li Guobin reacted the fastest.

He wiped the urine off his face, jumped up, and saw He Xiuxiu standing at the head of the bed, sneering.

"You crazy woman. I'll kill you."

Li Guobin grabbed He Xiuxiu by the hair, pinned her to the ground, and began punching and kicking her.

He Xiuxiu neither dodged nor shouted.

He let the fists land on him, emitting that eerie, giggling laughter.

The screams and sounds of fighting alerted the entire floor.

"What are you doing? This is a hospital!" The on-duty nurse rushed in, saw the berserk Li Guobin, and immediately turned around and shouted, "Call the police! Call the police now!"

The police arrived quickly.

The ward was in chaos; the enamel basin was rolled in the corner, and the floor was covered in yellow water stains.

He Xiuxiu had disheveled hair, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, and her face was covered in snot and tears.

She didn't wipe it off, just chuckled foolishly, her eyes fixed on Li's mother.

"Why did you hit someone?" the police officer asked.

Li Guobin accused He Xiuxiu of coming in at night and splashing urine on him.

"Young couple, talk things out. You can't hit people; that needs serious criticism." The police then asked He Xiuxiu, "Why did you urinate in the middle of the night?"

He Xiuxiu gave an irrelevant answer.

Pointing to Li's mother's shoulder, she said in a high-pitched voice, "Officer, my sister is sitting on Grandma's shoulders."

As Li's mother was wiping the urine off her face with a towel, her movements froze, and she felt a sudden heaviness on her shoulders.

Sore.

"She...she said that her grandmother killed her, and she asked her grandmother if she was afraid of retribution?" He Xiuxiu tilted her head, her eyes not blinking.

A tree branch, blown by the wind, slapped against the window frame.

Li's mother let out a scream, scrambling to burrow under the covers, trembling violently. "Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer! It wasn't me who caused this!"

"You're just unlucky, it's not my fault."

His guilty look is obvious to even a fool.

"Doctor, she comes to the hospital every day and torments us. It's always pooping or peeing. Please take her away."

The policeman frowned and turned to look at the doctor.

The on-duty doctor examined He Xiuxiu's pupils and asked her a few questions, but He Xiuxiu was just spouting nonsense.

The doctor sighed:

"The shock was too great, and he may have developed mental problems, or as the saying goes, his brain is damaged."

"Bullshit, she's just faking it!" Li Guobin roared angrily. "That vicious madwoman wants to drag our family into hell."

He Xiuxiu's eyes, swollen like walnuts, were fixed on Li Guobin.

She slowly moved closer, a strange smile spreading across her face.

"Guobin, your little sister is calling for her father. She's asking why you don't like her. Is it because she's a girl?"

The sound was light and airy, like the wind blowing out of a cellar.

Li Guobin felt a chill run down his spine, his hair stood on end, and his earlier imposing manner completely vanished.

Mr. Li had just caught his breath.

He stammered, his mouth twisted and eyes squinting, "Arrest...arrest him. Send...send him to a mental hospital. He's a menace."

"Am I a menace?" He Xiuxiu grabbed the glass saline bottle from Li's father's bedside.

It slammed hard into Li's father's nose.

"Ouch!" Li's father cried out in pain.

While the police and doctors were checking on Li's father's injuries, they took advantage of the moment.

He Xiuxiu was like a slippery eel; she took off running.

"Catch...catch her!" Li's mother screamed hysterically from under the covers. "Officer, hurry and chase after her!"

Li Guobin also shouted, "Police officers, people like He Xiuxiu who cause panic in society cannot be left outside."

Chaos erupted in the corridor.

The head nurse stood at the door, watching He Xiuxiu's figure disappear at the stairwell. "She didn't hurt any passersby when she ran out. She was targeting your family, not the rest of society."

"How can we not be panicked? She's made us like this." Li's mother slapped her thigh in anger.

A patient's family member watching nearby couldn't help but interject: "That's what's causing your panic. To society, this kind of crazy person who's trying to avenge their daughter is called compassionate and righteous."

Li's mother was so angry that she couldn't catch her breath.

I'm rolling my eyes and about to faint again.

Li's father's situation was even worse.

The bridge of my nose is broken.

In addition, the sudden surge of anger caused his body to convulse.

The doctor quickly wheeled her to the emergency room.

……

He Xiuxiu ran out of the hospital in one breath and disappeared into a deserted alley.

She crouched down in the darkness, covering her mouth as tears streamed down her face.

She dared not go back to her parents' home.

She almost caused her brother and sister-in-law to lose their jobs.

She was too ashamed to go back and didn't want to cause trouble for her family.

When they arrived at the hospital, they overheard the doctors discussing the Li family's condition. They said that Li's mother suffered from neurasthenia and had difficulty walking.

Li's father suffered a stroke, and his resignation from his position as a front-line worker needs to be changed to early retirement.

He Xiuxiu took out the small baby clothes from her bosom. These were the clothes that Meibao had worn, and they still smelled of milk.

She buried her face in her clothes, crying and trembling all over.

It's as if they want to cry out all the grievances they've ever suffered in this life.

"Little sister... bad people may not die, but they live a life of suffering. Mom will avenge you..."

She didn't get home until after 4 a.m.

In a daze.

She had a dream.

In her dream, there was a bright white light, and a little girl with two pigtails, wearing a pretty floral dress, stood there smiling at her.

The little hands were soft and reached out to wipe away her tears.

"Mommy, don't cry."

That voice was incredibly beautiful.

The little girl hugged her neck and whispered in her ear, "Mommy, leave that house. Later... we'll continue our mother-daughter bond."

"Sister!" He Xiuxiu cried out, startling him awake.

It was already daylight.

The baby clothes in her arms were soaked with tears.

He Xiuxiu stared blankly at the rising sun, her mind filled with her daughter's words, "Let's continue our mother-daughter bond."

She wiped away her tears, stood up, and dragged her heavy steps toward the Song family home.

When they knocked on the Song family's door.

Song Xianglan was startled.

He Xiuxiu's hair looked like a bird's nest, her face was covered in bruises, and her eyes were so swollen that they were only slits.

Her clothes were dirty and tattered, making her look exactly like a female ghost who had crawled out of a grave.

"Come in quickly."

Without a word, Song Xianglan pulled her into the house and led her to the bathroom. "Look at yourself in the mirror. What have you done to yourself?"

In the mirror, there was neither human nor ghost.

He Xiuxiu touched the injury on her face and forced a smile that looked more like a grimace: "Auntie, I was dreaming."

She recounted the scene from her dream.

"Your sister sees all that you've done, and she can't bear to see you rot in this place. She hopes you can live a happy life."

"Auntie, I feel like living is meaningless. It would be better to die with that family." A glimmer of light appeared in He Xiuxiu's eyes. "But I can't die, and I can't go crazy. I have to live well and wait for her to come back to me."

Song Xianglan felt relieved.

"It's not worth wasting your whole life on a jerk."

Sister Wu made breakfast.

I made sweet potato soup, stir-fried clams, omelet with preserved radish, minced meat with pickled cucumber, and pan-fried ribbonfish.

Chen delivered Manjian cake, brown sugar rice cake, water chestnut fritters, and fried dough sticks very early in the morning.

Song Xianglan found a clean set of old clothes for He Xiuxiu to change into, and then asked her to sit down and eat breakfast.

The sweet potato soup was very sweet.

He Xiuxiu, however, tasted a hint of bitterness.

……

Only one day had passed.

Li Guoyao then arrived at the door carrying large and small bags.

He had lost his previous air of authority and looked at Song Xianglan and Aunt Hu sitting next to him with a fawning expression.

"Auntie, Aunt Hu, I'm here to plead for her. Could you please talk to He Xiuxiu and ask her if she and Guobin... could they get a divorce?"

Li Guoyao was truly at his wit's end.

My two elderly relatives are still in the hospital.

There's a lot of gossip going around at work. If this continues, he'll be marginalized.

"As long as she's willing to divorce and leave our family alone, whatever her conditions are, she can name them, and we'll do our best to fulfill them."

Song Xianglan snorted coldly and didn't respond to his words.

"Now you know you regret it? What were you doing in the first place? Is having a son or a daughter really that important? It's a living, breathing life."

"Auntie, it's all fate. Such a perfectly good child, killed by a stray cat..."

He awkwardly tried to shirk responsibility.

"Stop talking nonsense."

Aunt Hu rolled her eyes, almost spitting in his face. "Is that stray cat a spirit or a reincarnation seeking revenge?"

They specifically target your kids? They come to our residential compound looking for food, and now they're being blamed for a fatal accident.

Stop with the nonsense and get to the point. Besides, we need to respect the wishes of the person involved. A beautiful young woman has turned into a dried-up sweet potato in just one year since entering your household.

Li Guoyao wiped the sweat from his forehead and said through gritted teeth:

"We've discussed it, and we can use our connections to find Xiuxiu a temporary sanitation worker job, plus an additional two hundred yuan in compensation."

"Two hundred yuan? For sweeping the streets?"

Aunt Hu curled her lip, looking disgusted. "Getting up in the middle of the night to sweep the streets in the dead of winter? Xiuxiu's gone from a sweet potato to dried sweet potato, her body's so weak, are you trying to work her to death?"

Li Guoyao looked distressed.

"Auntie, jobs are so hard to find these days. You're lucky to have a temporary job."

Song Xianglan, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke, tapping her fingers lightly on the table.

"Let's not talk about work."

Song Xianglan knew that in a few years, temporary jobs would be worthless, especially manual labor like this.

The future development potential of the new city is limitless.

A house and cash are the most tangible guarantees.

"Guoyao, if your Guobin really wants to cut ties cleanly, then give him the cash. Or... you have an old house in your Nancuo village, and a few houses in your rural hometown. Choose one and register it under He Xiuxiu's name; at least she'll have somewhere to go."

Aunt Hu: "After the divorce, I can't go back to my parents' house. There's not even room to sleep in the living room."

Li Guoyao's eyelids twitched violently.

It's impossible for it to be ancestral property.

The house in Nancuo was left to his children.

Aunt Song is really ruthless; she's trying to take advantage of the wealthy.

"Auntie, this..." Li Guoyao was about to plead poverty.

Song Xianglan interrupted him calmly, "We don't want to get involved in this kind of thing either. He Xiuxiu is stubborn and only wants to be filial to her in-laws. She's going to your workplace and Li Guoying's school."

Aunt Hu sighed:

"We're also afraid of causing trouble."

Li Guoyao's body stiffened, and as he recalled the manic He Xiuxiu, his calves began to cramp.

"Okay, I'll figure something out." Li Guoyao agreed through gritted teeth, his heart bleeding.